Kei's POV:

"What are you doing?" Aomine asked in an annoyed tone.

"It was brought to my attention that you never smile," I muttered as I pushed the corner of his lips further upwards.

"Stop it," he said.

"You're making him look like a serial killer," Kamiko commented.

I removed my hands from Aomine's face saying, "Is that why you never smile, because you look like a serial killer when you do?"

"No, the only time I look like a serial killer is when some psychotic-," he took this intermission in his statement to flick my head, "-student council president practically pulls my lips apart."

"I was just trying to give you a more cheerful disposition," I pouted as I rubbed my head.

"I don't need no cheerful disposition," he said gruffly.

"You do, however, need a grammar lesson," Kamiko interjected.

Aomine glared at her, "I'm getting sick of you."

She glared back, "I share the same sentiment about you."

I looked back and forth between them and Aomine scowled, "You're a real bitch you know that?"

"Aomine," I scolded, "It's not right to say that, apologize."

"Tch, I'm not apologizing for telling the truth," he grunted.

"I'm sure you'll be happy to hear you won't have to deal with me for the rest of the day then," Kamiko sniped, "The student council committee has a meeting in ten minutes, so you two need to continue your tutoring session elsewhere."

"And I object to future tutoring occurring in this room, which-" she said glaring at Aomine, "-is a clubroom designated to members of this committee, something which this miscreant is not."

"Kamiko, isn't that a little extreme," I said trying to persuade her differently.

"Fine by me," Aomine scoffed, picking up his stuff and leaving.

"Aomine wait," I said skipping after him.

He stopped in his tracks, "Are you skipping?"

"Yes," I answered.

"Why?" he asked me in an accusatory tone.

"Because you walk fast and I don't run," I said.

Aomine shook his head, "Where are we going?" I asked.

He looked around, "I don't know."

"You stormed off with no clue where you were going?" I asked in disbelief before I laughed, "Why am I not surprised?"

"Oi, what is that supposed to mean?" Aomine asked aggressively.

"Nothing," I giggled, "Come on, let's study in the library."

Aomine's POV:

What did he find so funny?

He's always laughing when I say something.

It makes me feel like a kid.

I hate it.

I let him drag me to the library, where the librarian smiled at Kei but then practically sneered at me. Kei looked back and whispered, "Why is she scowling at you?"

I sighed and mumbled quietly, "Bookcase incident."

He nodded and sat down at an empty table, "Be on your best behavior then because we'll have to study here from now on."

"What's her problem anyway? It's not like you haven't tutored me during a meeting before," I asked.

"I don't think she likes your attitude is all," he said and then gave me a big smile before continuing, "Maybe if you two could find some middle ground it'd be easier."

I grunted, "Not interested in befriending someone like her."

He smiled, "Maybe you can-"

"I already said I'm not interested!" I yelled.

Kei's smile disappeared and he looked down at the table, "I'm sorry," he mumbled.

I sighed dramatically and leaned back in my chair, "Don't be sorry, she's just always on my case for no reason."

"I am sorry though, I sometimes cross boundaries trying to make things work, so you don't have to be friendly with her if you don't want to," he said solemnly.

Shit.

He's not smiling.

I broke him.

"Excuse me!" I heard a harsh whisper address me.

I looked over to the thin-lipped librarian, "Yeah?" I answered lazily.

She glared at me, "This is a library young man. Not a place you can yell and knock over books as you please, you need to leave."

"Ms.-" I heard Kei started to say, but she cut him off, "Kei, you're a dear, but I can't have him in here. He's disruptive."

"Fine," I huffed and walked out, hearing Kei's footsteps behind me.

I stopped in the hallway and turned to look at him before engaging in silence for the next couple minutes. I sighed and scratched the back of my head, "So, um, did you wanna go get something to eat? You know, to make up for last time?"

He smiled, "Sounds good, I'm starving."

Kei's POV:

I looked down at my three measly burgers and giggled nervously, "I know I said I was hungry, but Aomine, are you getting enough food at home?"

Aomine shoved an entire burger in his mouth and replied with his mouth full, "This is the normal amount for me."

"I see," I laughed it off.

I know they're rivals, but Aomine and Kagami are becoming more and more alike to me.

They'll probably morph into the same person at some point.

I wonder how I'll tell them apart?

The hair...the hair most definitely.

I looked down at the steadily disappearing mountain of burgers across the tables and tried to think of something to say.

Taiga is not an option.

Kuroko is not an option.

I don't know anything about basketball.

Maybe that's a topic in itself.

"So Aomine, what position do you play in basketball?" I asked.

"Power forward," he answered lazily.

"What does a power forward do?" I inquired further.

"Do you really want to know or are you just making small talk?" Aomine asked abruptly.

I smiled, "Of course I want to know."

Aomine scarfed down his last burger, "The power forward wins the game," he said before getting up to throw away his trash.

For some reason I don't think that's the correct definition.

"So," Aomine said sitting down, "What do you do besides smiling and being the prez?"

"Being the student council president takes up a lot of my time so I don't really have time for other activities," I said quickly.

Please don't probe any further.

"Is that so?" Aomine smirked.

"Mmhmm," I hummed, rapidly twisting the straw in my drink.

Aomine stared me down, "You're hiding something."

I smiled, "I don't know what you're talking about Aomine."

He leaned back in his chair and gave me a lopsided grin, "I'll find out eventually."

"Back to your tutoring," I said quickly, "What are we going to do? You've been banned from the library and you have a math test tomorrow."

I furrowed my brow and said, "I'd suggest we use this place but-" I looked around the noisy restaurant.

"People are fucking annoying," Aomine said.

"People are enjoying themselves," I reworded.

"We can go over to my place, it's not far from here," Aomine said.

"Okay," I said finishing the last of my drink.


Kei's POV:

No.

No.

No.

"This cannot be, this cannot exist," I said nearly hyperventilating.

"Yeah, sorry it's a little cluttered," Aomine said next to me.

"A little cluttered?" I repeated and then said in a whisper, "There are things growing in here Aomine."

"Sorry I'm not some damn housekeeper, geez," Aomine huffed.

I took a few breaths and sat Aomine down on his bed, "Just sit here and do these practice problems, senpai is going to take care of everything."

I looked down where he was sitting and pulled him back up before ripping off the sheets and leaving him on a bare mattress, "Kei, you don't have to do stuff for me," Aomine said.

"Trust me," I rasped while gripping tightly onto the far from clean fabric, "Senpai is doing this for his sanity."

"Washer?" I questioned as I snatched up other dirty laundry in my line of sight.

"Laundry room's to the right of the bathroom and it'll have everything you'll need," Aomine said and looked up, "Or at least I think, I don't know I haven't been in there in a couple years."

I gave him a horrified look before practically running to the laundry room with an armful dirty towels, clothes, and bedding. I gave a sigh of relief once I reached it, the smell of laundry detergent and dryer sheets calming me before I had to go back to Aomine's nest. "I assume these go in the kitchen?" I asked holding up a dirty bowl.

"Yeah," Aomine yawned.

After making my exodus out of Aomine's cave and venturing into the kitchen where I scrubbed the dishes till they were spotless, I was surprised and delighted to find that the dishes inside the cupboards were neatly organized. I went back to Aomine's room in a lighter mood, or at least that was until I walked in and saw him spread out on his bed. Asleep. With a gravure magazine covering his face. "Aomine," I said bending down to wake him up.

I should've expected the predicament I ended up in after that, after all it had happened to me once before. So once again I found myself wrapped in the arms of a sleeping Aomine, "Okay," I breathed, "Remember what Momoi told you; turn," I said shifting my body, "And then wait for him to realize I don't have boobs."

Aomine's arm wrapped tightly around my waist, "Just wait Kei," I said to myself.

His leg made its way between mine, "Just wait," I reassured myself.

Aomine buried his face in the crook of my neck, "Smells good," he said in his sleep as he started undoing the buttons on my shirt.

"Momoi didn't tell me what to do after this," I groaned.

At least he doesn't sleepwalk.

He'd be a danger to society.

I squirmed as a hand made its way into my shirt and across my chest, "Flat."

Aomine's POV:

I breathed in deeply as I opened my eyes groggily. The girl in my dream smelled really good, but she was way too flat chested for my taste. My eyes opened completely and all I saw was blonde, "What the hell," I muttered as I let go of the person I was holding onto.

As soon as my grip loosened the person sprang up, "What the hell indeed," the voice that I registered as Kei's through my post nap haze mocked, "You know you have a serious problem...can't just go through life grabbing and undressing people in your sleep," he mumbled as his elbows moved in a way I could only assume he was buttoning his shirt up.

So I was acting out what I did with the chick on him?

Oops.

I furrowed my brow as I grabbed him by the back of his collar, pulling his back towards me and sniffing his hair, "Tch," I said pushing him forward, "The only one with a serious problem is you. What do you expect me to do when you smell like some girly shit?"

"It's my conditioner," he said defensively.

I brought my face to the back of his head again, "Is that fuckin fruit?" I asked.

"It's mango, and excuse me if I'm hygienic unlike others," he said.

"Hey, at least I smell manly," I said gruffly.

"Not bathing for four days and putting on too much cologne and aftershave is not how to obtain a manly scent, it's a recipe for a staph infection," he jabbed.

I chuckled, "Is the timid prez getting worked up?"

"Of course, you got us kicked out of the library, grabbed me in your sleep for the second time, said I smelled girly, and you shouldn't have been asleep in the first place. You should've been studying. And I'm not timid, I'm cooperative," he said turning back to me.

"Fine," I grumbled and picked up my textbook, "If it's that important to you I'll keep studying."

"It's not that it's important to me, this tutoring is for you. You seem to forget that," he said picking up the magazine on my bed and walking across the room.

"Oi, what are you doing with that?" I asked him.

He sat down saying, "If you insist on keeping this many porn magazines in your room, they might as well be organized."

"They're not porn magazines, they're tasteful erotica," I said in a hostile tone.

"Sure," Kei said in a pacifying manner.

I went back to studying as Kei began organizing my extensive collection of gravure magazines. I glanced at him every couple of minutes, he was pretty impressive. In a matter of a half an hour he was almost done with them, and it looked like he had color coded them and arranged them alphabetically.

Kei's to organizing what I am to basketball.

Our silence was interrupted by Kei's phone ringing. I watched him reach for his pocket out of the corner of my eye, "Kei here," I heard him answer happily.

The person on the other line must've been talking because Kei was silent until a couple minutes later, "I see," he said lowly before saying in a more joyful tone, "I'll try and think of something."

Silence again. I listened intently, "Okay, bye," he said.

He put his phone back and finished putting away the magazines before getting up. I looked down quickly as he got up, and looked up again to see him in a deep contemplation.

I want to ask him why he's upset.

But it doesn't feel like the right time.

I'll wait.

And I waited. I waited quietly while Kei vigorously cleaned my room in what seemed to be an effort to calm himself down. He cleaned and organized my room until it was spotless and everything was in it's place. He then sat on the floor and put his head in between his legs.

That's it.

I want to know.

"What's up, you're acting weirder than usual," I asked nonchalantly.

He sighed loudly and tugged on his hair, "I just got a call from the poetry club's president and even though I've given them all the extensions I can, they're short by one member and only have till the end of tomorrow," he looked up and smiled widely, "I really can't do anything for them."

His smile…

...seems inappropriate.

"Kei, you know how you said I never smile?" I asked.

"Yeah," he answered.

"Well, I think you smile too much, it doesn't really mean anything in this type of situation. It's kinda fake," I said.

Kei's POV:

"It's kinda fake," Aomine said.

I chuckled, "So, do you think I'm a fraud Aomine?"

He laid down in his bed saying, "I don't know you well enough to pass that judgement, but I do think the way you act and the way you actually are doesn't add up."

He picked at his ear and continued, "I mean I don't believe anyone can truthfully enjoy catering to other people like you do."

I smiled softly, "I honestly hate half the people at our school, they're really selfish."

Aomine laughed loudly, "You see? That's what I'm talking about."

"Why do you do it if you hate it?" he asked me.

I let out a long breath, "I don't know, maybe because it gives me some purpose. Why do you still play basketball if you don't like it?" I poked back.

"Fair enough," he answered.

"Daikipoo," a high voice interrupted us.

"What," Aomine shouted.

I heard soft footsteps and a middle aged woman appeared in the doorway, "Dai-," her eyes wandered the room and she squealed, "Did my only son come around and clean his room for mommy!?"

Aomine pointed at me, "He cleaned it, don't ask me. I think it's some sort of compulsion."

I gave him a small glare before getting up and smiling, "Hello, I'm Aomine's tutor Kei Sakamoto. I assume you're Aomine's mother although it's almost impossible to believe with how young you look."

"Oh stop," she said waving her hand at me and blushing.

I saw Aomine rolled his eyes, "Did you do this?" his mother asked me.

"I did, I found myself unable to let this room detract from the otherwise absolutely lovely home," I answered.

She let out a girlish giggle, "Oh you charmer! Are you hungry?"

"No, Aomine and I just ate-" I started.

"You'll just have to stay for dinner then, I'm trying out a new recipe," she cut me off.

I smiled, "Is that so, what are you making? Maybe I could help."

"You cook?' she asked me in a seemingly shocked tone.

I rubbed the back of my head, "I live alone, so it's kind of a necessity, and my neighbor and I like to exchange recipes."

"You're so sweet," she swooned, " I wish my Daikipoo would help me cook once in a while, but he's much more interested in the eating part rather than the cooking part."

I laughed, "I can see that."

"Come to the kitchen with me," she said grabbing my arm.

"She's pretty strong," I thought as she practically dragged me away.

Once we got into the kitchen, Aomine's mother immediately put me to work chopping vegetables. "How is he doing?" she asked me, "I hope he isn't causing you too much trouble."

I smiled, "He's becoming increasingly easier to work with."

"That's good," she sighed, "He's so difficult nowadays, I know kids change when they're teenagers, but he used to be so cheerful...anyway, I'm glad he has a friend other than Satsuki."

I paused cutting, "I'm sure he's just going through a phase Mrs. Aomine, I'm completely different from when I was a kid. It's a side effect of growing up I think."

"Thank you Kei, you're such a doll," she said smiling.

That was a lie.

I've been the same exact person since I was four.

But if it makes her happier...

We continued cooking like that for an hour or so, the conversation was dominated by Aomine's mother telling me about him and Momoi when they were little. "Kei doll," she addressed me, "Can you go tell Daiki that dinner's ready?"

"Yes Ma'am," I responded.

I walked back to Aomine's room and found him asleep. Again. I sighed and threw the closest book to me at his head. "What the fuck?" he said waking him up.

"Dinner's ready," I said.

"And you couldn't find a better way to wake me up?" Aomine asked.

"I had to protect my personal safety," I said.

"Tch," Aomine grumbled, "Personal safety my ass."

"You got it all wrong, it's my ass that needs protecting, not yours," I said.

"Haha, funny," Aomine said sarcastically as he shooed me down the hallway.

When we got to the dining table, there was an extra person sitting next to Aomine's mom, "Dear, this is the sweetheart of a boy I was talking about," she said.

The man, who I took to be Aomine's father given that he looked like an older version of him with a scruffy beard, nodded and looked me up and down, "Tall," he commented and asked, "Sports?"

Aomine's mother looked at me in expectation, "Um, no. My club activities don't leave time for a sport," I answered.

"Oh, and what are your club activities?" Aomine's mother asked.

I felt Aomine's father stare me down in an intense manner as I answered, "I'm president of the student council committee."

"Oh how lovely, such a leader," Aomine's mother commented before she motioned for Aomine and I to sit down.

As I sat down I looked at all the family pictures hung up on the wall.

Aomine was really cute as a kid.

He was always smiling.

I get what his mom was talking about.

I looked sideways at Aomine.

I hope he gets back to that place one day.

"Kei doll, you mentioned before you lived alone. Where are your parents?" Aomine's mother asked me.

"They moved out of the country for work two years ago, but I wanted to stay in Japan so I live alone," I answered.

"Such an independent and nice child," she said.

Aomine's father gave a nod in approval as I finished the last bite of my meal, "Well, I better head home-" I started to say.

"Oh no, it's much too late for you to go back home alone. You'll stay here tonight, Daiki, go get him a pair of clothes and sleeping bag," she said determinedly.

I feel as if I don't have much choice in whether or not I stay here.

Aomine's POV:

Kei returned from the bathroom with my clothes on. Even though I was only a couple inches taller, they were still big on him because of how slim he was. The sweatpants I gave him clung to his waist just barely and the shirt hung low, exposing part of his collarbone and shoulder. "You know," he said walking into my room, "This is the first time anyone's lent me clothes that are too big for me."

"What, your boyfriend was smaller than you? That's hard to believe, there's no way you'd top," I said.

"Rude, I can be...aggressive. And for your information, he was around your height, but he never lent me any clothes," he said.

"Around my height hmm, who is he?" I asked.

"Nice try, but I'm not telling," he said.

I turned around in my bed so I was facing the wall, "Sleeping bags on the floor."

I heard him shuffle into it before saying, "Wow, this is the first time I've been in a sleeping bag bigger than me."

"No shit, it has to fit me," I said.

I heard him shift again and say in a muffled voice, "I can go all the way down and have my head covered."

I threw a pillow his way, "Here."

"I don't even need it in here, it's really soothing. Like a cocoon. An Aomine sized cocoon...in Aomine sized clothes," he said.

I laughed, "Stop being weird and go to sleep."


I woke up to Momoi shrieking, "Dai-chan, did you finally clean your room, it's been like three years!"

"It was me," I heard Kei as he shifted up out of the sleeping bag.

Satsuki yelled again and I opened my eyes to see her wrapping her skirt around her because she was standing right over him, "Dai-chan, you could've warned me Kei was on the ground," she whined.

"Don't worry Momoi, I'm blind without my glasses so I didn't see anything," Kei said sitting up.

"You two are going to be late to school!" she said running out.

"That gives me some more time to sleep," I said tiredly.

"Aomine, that's the opposite reaction to have," Kei said.

"If I'm gonna be late anyway, might as well get ten or twenty minutes more of sleep," I said.

"I've never met anyone who sleeps so much, you're like a cat," Kei said.

"Yeah, yeah," I yawned.

"Remember your test is today," I heard Kei faintly as I drifted off again.


Aomine's POV:

Kei and Satsuki ambushed me outside my classroom, "So," Satsuki said, "How did it go?" Kei finished.

"I passed," I said sheepishly.

Both of them broke out in excited squealing, "Dai-chan that's so great!" Satsuki said hugging me.

"I knew you could do it, senpai's going to buy you a cookie," Kei said starting to walk towards the cafeteria.

"Wait Kei," Satsuki said grabbing his arm, "Are you going to the festival tonight?"

"I wasn't planning to," he answered.

"We should all go together, to celebrate," Satsuki said.

"Sounds annoying," I grunted.

"Come on you guys! You're both so anti-social," she whined.

"If you want me to I'll go," Kei said smiling.

Then they both turned to me, "Fine, I'll go, just stop staring at me like that," I said walking away from them.

Kei's POV:

He acted abrasively when Momoi asked him to go, but I really hoped that Aomine would have fun tonight. "You're going to be late if you wait any longer," Kamiko said next to me.

"Are you sure you don't want to go Kamiko?" I asked her.

"I find festivals to be garish and unnecessary," she answered.

"A true Kamiko answer," I laughed, "I'll just finish the budget for the second term and-"

"Finish it over the weekend," Kamiko directed.

"Yessir," I said smiling and getting up, "I'll see you next week Kamiko."

"You don't know what could happen in the span of a day, you could always be killed by some crazy psychopath," Kamiko deadpanned.

"So mean," I laughed and walked out.

"Kei!" I heard someone call out to me as I tried to leave school.

I turned around to see the poetry club president, "Hi," I said in a melancholy tone.

"I just wanted to say thank you," she said a little breathlessly.

"I don't think thanks are really in order," I said even lower.

She smiled, "Of course they are, we wouldn't have gotten the final member we needed without you."

I looked at her confused, "What are you talking about.

"Aomine came after class and said that you recommended the club to help with his english grade," she replied.

"Oh, I see," I said.

"I've got to go now, but thanks again Kei," she said.

"You're welcome," I said softly.

I smiled genuinely.

No matter how arrogant, violent, or lazy Aomine seems on the outside…

...I believe he's a good person.

I walked home quickly and changed before I met up with Aomine and Momoi, but I don't think I was dressed to Momoi's specifications, "You guys," she whined, "Why am I the only one who's dressed up?"

"You look very pretty Momoi," I said admiring her pale pink Yukata and how her hair was up.

"That's not the point, I know I look good. The problem is you two," she said motioning to Aomine and I, who had both opted for a simple t-shirt and jeans.

"I thought this would be more comfortable," I said.

"Yeah, dressing up's for kids Satsuki," Aomine said.

Momoi puffed out her cheeks, "You're no fun-" she trailed off turning her attention elsewhere, "Is that Ki-chan?"

"Ki-chan?" I questioned, but no one answered me.

"I'm going to say hi to him," Momoi said walking away.

"Tch," Aomine said turning away, "Is there anything you want to do Kei?" he asked me.

"Well, I'm not much one for roller coasters, but I've always wanted to try to go on a ferris wheel," I said.

"Let's go," Aomine said roughly.

I followed him, and I was okay when I got into the line, was okay when we got into the cart, was okay halfway up, but not much after that. "Oi, are you okay?" Aomine asked me as I started to hyperventilate.

"No," I shook my head violently, "Not at all. This was a bad idea. BAD IDEA!" I shouted as we reached the top and I screwed my eyes shut.

"Calm down," Aomine said slowly.

"I can't calm down!" I said as I heard the machine squeak, "We're gonna die!" I said gripping his thigh with all of the strength my underdeveloped arms could muster.

I slowly started to calm down as we came back down, "At least this is over with, I should not do things of this nature in the future."

"Are you an idiot, this thing goes around like five times," Aomine said as we just nearly kissed the ground before being hurled back up.

"Oh no," I moaned, "Oh, no, no, no."

I closed my eyes and shook for the next turn, "I'm just gonna get out now," I said as we approached the ground again, fully intending to throw my body out of the opening.

"Are you fucking insane?" Aomine yelled at me, before pulling me away from the opening by my waist and planting me back down on the seat.

"Yes," I sniffed, "This was a horrible idea."

"Don't, don't cry," Aomine said, "Be a man."

"I'm not a man," I cried, "I use mango conditioner."

As the wheel went down and up for the fourth time, I calmed down, "So who's Ki-chan?" I asked.

"No one," Aomine said defensively.

Okay.

List of people not to talk to Aomine about: Kuroko, Taiga, and now Ki-chan.

"Anywho," I said changing the subject, "I wanted to thank you Aomine."

"For what?" he grunted.

"I ran into the poetry club president on my way out of school today," I said smiling.

"Don't read too much into it," he groaned, "I honestly just thought it'd help with my english grade."

"Sure," I said unconvinced.

"My mom asked when you were coming over again. I think she wants to kidnap you, so it might be best for us to find a different spot," Aomine said.

"We could use my place," I offered, "There'd be no one else there."

I spotted the wary look Aomine gave me, "And you know, the more time we have alone together, the more time I have to seduce you," I said sarcastically.

Aomine's eyes widened and I laughed, "Are you blushing?" I teased.

"Shut up," he grumbled.

Aomine's POV:

"And you know, the more time we have alone together, the more time I have to seduce you," Kei joked.

I was startled to say the least, but I shouldn't have been surprised that Kei picked up on my apprehension, given that he was so perceptive when it came to people. I blushed a deep red and told him to shut up when he called me out on it.

Dammit Daiki.

The only reason he can tease you about it is because you're making a big deal out of it.

Just because he's bi and had a boyfriend before doesn't mean he's interested.

He already said he wasn't.

I shouldn't worry.

I should thank him for making light of it so it isn't awkward.

But I won't. That's just not what I do.

We got off the ride and I could tell Kei was still shaken up because he immediately went and hugged the side of a stall, "Do you want something to drink?" I asked.

"Yeah, that'd be nice," he replied.

"Okay, stay here," I told him.

Kei's POV:

Aomine wasn't gone for two minutes when Momoi popped back up, this time with a tall blonde by her side. "Kei, I want you to meet Ki-chan," she said walking up to me.

"Kei Sakamoto, nice to meet you," I smiled.

He smiled back, "Kise Ryouta, it's nice to meet you as well."

So this is Ki-chan.

I don't see anything too horrible about him.

At least on the surface.

"Ki-chan was on the team at Teikou," Momoi explained.

That's it.

Note: Aomine does not get along with old teammates.

2nd Note: This is becoming more and more like a sports manga.

Kise Ryouta. Kise Ryouta. The name sounded really familiar. "Wait, aren't you that really popular model?" I asked.

"I wouldn't say that-ssu," he grinned modestly.

"The really pretty one," I elaborated.

"Kei, Ki-chan's straight. Or at least...I think he is," Momoi said in an unsure tone.

Oh Lord.

I think I've made her suspicious of all guys now.

"I was just making an observation, I wasn't hitting on him," I said lightheartedly.

Poor girl doesn't know which way is up or down.

"Oh," she said.

"Where's Aominecchi?" Kise asked.

Aominecchi? That's Aomine right? What a weird nickname…

Aomine's POV:

I left Kei for two minutes. Two minutes. And when I came back he was chatting with Kise, who I didn't feel like dealing with tonight. "Aominecchi!" I cringed as I heard my name being called.

Walking up to Kei, I saw him lightly tap his fist in his other hand, "Is it -ecchi because he's perverted?"

I stopped in my tracks as Kise started laughing uncontrollably, "That's really funny, I never thought about that before!"

I pulled Kei away by the arm, "Let's go," I growled.

"Aomine?" Kei asked.

I looked back at him and saw his concerned eyes, and I knew he didn't like this side of me nor did he understand it.

Hell Kei, I don't know either.

He didn't ask any questions, and that's one of the things I really like about Kei; he digs just deep enough to make you think but stops before he hits the sore spot. I wished I was more like him, not like myself who just stomps around mucking things up wherever I go. After blowing off some steam, I started to walk at a normal pace before stopping at a random stall where you had to shoot basketballs into a hoop to win these big prizes. I looked at it bitterly, no one really understood how much damage something that was supposed to be fun could cause. "Do you ever…" Kei said suddenly, "Just look and realize doughnuts are the most perfect things in the universe?"

I looked to where he was looking, at a big stuffed doughnut cushion, "You want it?" I asked handing the vendor some money and starting to shoot.

Every shot was perfection. Effortless. Meaningless. Unfulfilling and numbing. "Um Aomine, I can't just have one," Kei said tugging on my arm.

I looked at him and smiled, "I know, you need three."


Hi there, I know I originally planned to update this once a week, but I'm pretty busy with life stuff so I'll probably only be able to post a new chapter every two weeks

once every two weeks. Anyways, I want to thank the people that read/favorite/follow/review this story. To WaffleeLi, the ex is someone better in my opinion, and

he's definitely going to cause more drama than Kagami ever would so I'll get the coffin ready. To Keelan1210, thanks for the well wishes, I probably need all I can

get. To Kurogamine- The Light Shadow, I'm glad you enjoyed it and I'll try to update this as quickly as I can in the future. To cjennxx, I'm glad you like the plot

and I hope you got to see more of who Kei is in this chapter, but he's definitely a more introverted person who puts on a very charming facade so it might take longer

to get to know him as a character, but you'll definitely start to see more of that when he and Aomine develop a closer relationship. To SawamuraEijun, thank you,

and I'm glad you liked the other GOM in there because they're all my rainbow babies and I can't help but put them all in everything I write.